Free Spirit

Free Spirit

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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Inspired by Little Hermaid's Chocolate Cosmos. Thank you poet for both your lovely poem and the inspiration.

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attempt to cage a free spirit
it will surely defy you
some refuse to be grounded
however diligently you try

fall in love with one of these
it's you who will sink to your knees
be prepared for i have spoken
broken hearts are a token left
in the wake of one born with the
gift of flight

the only home they know
is in the realms of a never 
ending sky at night where they
wander at their own cosmic pace
in their own time and in the vastness
of their own space

the kindest gift on them you can
bestow, is to break the silken
threads of dreams, detach
release, its over, let them slip
away, let them go

© 2020 Chris Shaw


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My large childhood family, traditional & buttoned-up, used to call me "free spirit" becuz I didn't go in for their conventional ways. I was transported by your words to that mindset of being utterly free from fretting over whatever others might expect. It's only gotten more pronounced over the years for me! Thanks for painting it with all the intensity of how it feels to live this way (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you Margie. Pleased you connected with these words. You can't keep a free spirit under lock an.. read more



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I have at many times been perceived as a free spirit myself, and I realize upon reading this how little I have experienced the "other side" of my own such wandering. Now I am left in a reflective pondering. Thank you for an eye-opening gift of a poem. I appreciate that free spirits are described here in such a beautiful way, seemingly with little resentment despite acknowledging the reality of the broken hearts along the way.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

You are right, they leave broken hearts along the way. Thank you for your thoughts. I appreciate you.. read more
The last stanza says it all, the free spirits break other peoples hearts unknowingly

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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you dear Cassie. I do believe you are right. Appreciate you checking in.

Chris
I agree dear Chris. I knew a few free spirits in my life. Can befriend, but they love the free road and wall-less life. A wonderful poem shared and thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Coyote Poetry

3 Years Ago

Hello dear Chris. I am semi-retired now. Working three days a week. Time for me to write and read. H.. read more
Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Pleased you have more time for reading and writing. Too much work isn't a good thing. Doesn't bode w.. read more
Coyote Poetry

3 Years Ago

Thank you dear Chris.
When they gotta fly, they gottafly and no amount of trill will keep them planted to the ground.
Sometimes it even leaves us with wonder, that grows into seeing what all the fuss is about and heading up and onward in the opposite direction. And once we get used to not looking down and somersaulting tum, the exhileration kicks in and we are converted, only landing to feed and laugh at all those tall, featherless creatures who trudge along the ground like gravity defeated them.
Just be careful Chris. Look where you're going and dont smile down too smugly at all the walkers. My face has never been the same since it met that steeple while speeding 😀

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Ha ha Lorry. Sage advice from you on the techniques of flying. Ouch that steeple. You can fly, but s.. read more
Let the free spirits go? No, I say go with them! follow the dreams and add to them. It is not easy living with a free spirit, but it is always an adventure. "the realms of a never ending sky at night where they
wander at their own cosmic pace in their own time and in the vastness of their own space" Beautifully written, Chris! Lydi**

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you Lydi** for your lovely response. Pleased you enjoyed this poem.

Chris
Freedom to fly is why they wing their way back...
with a little sack of treasures... a pebble from the sea...
a cracked blue shell that fell when a Nightingale sang;
a falling Star that was wished upon.. all these gifts waiting for you.
truly, Pat

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Such a beautiful, tender response Pat. Your words are sheer poetry. Take good care of you my friend... read more
The never ending
nomads roaming free
yet where ever they hang
their hat they call home
then g one again..freedom
is everything to a free spirit

a nice write up here Chris
much enjoyed


Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you Fran Marie. Pleased you Enjoyed the read. All the best.

Chris
Well, I just knew you knew what I was talking about. "Fall in love with one of these it's you who will sink to your knees" sums it up perfectly. Lovely poem, Chris and I'm glad I could be of inspiration.

Posted 3 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you Little Hermaid for the visit, but especially for the inspiration.

Chris
My large childhood family, traditional & buttoned-up, used to call me "free spirit" becuz I didn't go in for their conventional ways. I was transported by your words to that mindset of being utterly free from fretting over whatever others might expect. It's only gotten more pronounced over the years for me! Thanks for painting it with all the intensity of how it feels to live this way (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you Margie. Pleased you connected with these words. You can't keep a free spirit under lock an.. read more

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